Dongwangshan, Elder Pavilion.

The owner of the Black Ice Platform, Dongfang Qingye, rarely came here, and the elders of Dongwangshan all waited for the great deportation.

So far, there are only ten top-level supreme elders on the Eastern King Mountain.

Among these ten people, eight of them have not shown up in the past twenty years and are determined to be dead, in order to break through to the extremely old man who has lasted for a hundred years.

These eight of them were summoned out of the gate by someone with the Order of the Eastern King, and they were destined to be completely lost in the half step that was already illusory and perhaps extremely small.

In other words, these eight people have ten years of life, and at least two or three years.

Therefore, each of them was filled with a dead aura that was so strong that it could not be dissolved...

From the inside out, it emits a smell of decay and aging.

Ordinary high-quality masters dare not even look at their faces. They are too terrifying to prevent planting demons in their hearts.

Dongfang Qingye naturally ignored these things and looked at the ten people and said, "The Qin Dynasty has reached an extremely important time. The Black Ice Platform is discussing affairs like this. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be as good as working for you."

An old man with dark gray marks on his face and only a little white in his eyes, as if he was a little confused, he asked tremblingly: "With a saint here, how could there be any existence that could threaten the status of the Black Ice Platform in this world? Could it be that the Jixia Academy and the Imperial City Office joined forces to fight? Or did the Beicang Grassland have two saints again? Even if the Beicang Shaman Temple had only captured the Jixia Academy and the Imperial City Office, they did not hurt my Black Ice Platform. What happened now? It turned out that there was a saint here, but the Black Ice Platform was so panicked?"

When Dongfang Qingye heard this, his face was as gloomy as water.

But he was in his heart about the Supreme Elder who was about to die of old age for at most two or three years. So what if he killed him now?

Besides, I want to use the waste...

Dongfang Qingye was inconvenient to speak, so Jing Siyuan naturally had to obey his disciples and bowed slightly, saying, "You are not aware of what you have always done. If it is like the past thousand years, Dongwangshan will not disturb your cultivation. We are all masters, and the holy path is too far, so we will eventually embark on the path of Taishang. Regardless of whether we can take the last half step, even if we sit and transform, quiet and silently, it is a blessing. We understand, but if there is no evil in the world, it will harm the people in the world, and the Black Ice Platform will continuously damage most of the masters and the peak level of the masters, and most of the high-ranking masters, provoking chaos in the Qin Dynasty, causing the creatures to suffer, and in danger, how can we awaken the elders?"

Hearing Jing Siyuan's words, the elder Ku, whose surname was unique but was famous all over the world a hundred years ago, was increasingly shocked and said, "There are such monsters in the world, and even the saints can do anything about it?"

Jing Siyuan quietly glanced at Dongfang Qingye with a blank expression and asked Elder Ku, "Do you remember Hou Wanqian?"

Elder Ku nodded and said, "Before I was dead, this son has become famous. He has excellent talent in swordsmanship. If it were not for love, this son's future would be limitless. What's wrong with it... What's wrong?"

Seeing that many people looked strange, Jing Siyuan even twitched the corners of his mouth, and Elder Ku asked.

Jing Siyuan sighed and said everything he had chosen and said about what had happened in the past two years.

Even though many things that were defeated by the Black Ice Platform were omitted, Hou Wanqian became a saint with tragedy and the various actions of Qingyun Village were enough to shock the eight aged fossils to be unbelievable.

After a long time, Elder Ku nodded slowly and said, "No wonder, when a troubled time is about to arise, evil words will appear. Now, it is indeed in chaos. However, since there is a saint in Qingyun Village and a female thief head who can compare to the power of a saint, what can I do if Lao Jiu and others come forward in person?"

Dongfang Qingye said indifferently: "Tomorrow, Hou Wanqian will die. I have convinced the Master to set up a formation of three talents in the world and lead him to be executed. Calling the Supremes out of the Pass to destroy Qingyun, kill Tian Wuniang, and capture Lin Ning alive. In addition, three people went to Shuzhong, and divided the Jixia Academy and the Imperial City Office with Jixia Academy and the Imperial City Office. In the country, we need to transport more grain and rice back. In this war, we will fight for the national fortune. Jixia Academy and the Imperial City Office will do their best. Whoever can occupy Qingyun and who can occupy Shuzhong will be able to transcend the national fortune above the other two families. The Master is about to die, so we must be especially careful about Chu State and the Imperial City Office. You should not be careless. The half-saint road is difficult, and it is difficult for a hundred people to get one. If the Supremes make contributions this time, I will give some guidance to the children of all families."

If you give me some advice, although I am not an introductory disciple, I am also a registered disciple.

This kindness is definitely not light.

The elders were moved and hesitated. They all stood up and responded, "I am willing to die for the Lord of Taiwan!"

...

A bright moon hangs on the Jade River.

The bright moonlight enveloped Qingyun Village, and the Mozhu Courtyard was filled with laughter.

Ning Nannan, who is extremely talented in martial arts, has a lot of wisdom in life, in addition to practicing martial arts and eating.

But perhaps it is precisely because of this kind of mind that her martial arts can be a thousand miles a day.

Ning Nannan and Xiao Jiuer were all kinds of funny jokes, but adults and children were still different.

After joking for a few times, Aunt Chun asked Lin Ning: "If it's really not dangerous, why do we have to leave the secret passage overnight after dinner?"

Deng Xueniang, who had never dealt with Lin Ning, may have been taught a lesson by Lin Ning for nonsense a few days ago, but today he actually spoke for him: "Sister Chun, we don't understand the big things in the village. The third brother and the others were still saying that what Xiaoning and the boss did, they didn't dare to think about in a dream a few years ago. Since we don't understand, we won't interfere. Whatever he asked us to do, we will do whatever we asked us to do, and we won't ask to help them a little, as long as we can avoid being held back."

After hearing that even Deng Xueniang said this, Aunt Xue didn't ask anything, and said, "Xiao Ning, you must protect yourself and don't take risks."

Lin Ning laughed and said, "Aunt Chun is not at ease with me? Now everyone in the world knows that there is a Lin Ning in Qingyun Village, who is the world's number one white-faced king!"

"Pooh!"

Aunt Chun spat, but couldn't help laughing with everyone.

After eating and drinking, time passed, and everyone began to get busy.

This time, Aunt Chun was not busy with Deng Xueniang, Zhou Nini, Miaoqiu Master and others, but took Tian Wuniang's hand and said, "If Ning'er said that this time is not dangerous, I don't believe him. But since you even said it, I believe it. This time I went far away and could only go shopping on the grassland to see the cattle, sheep and horses. How many replies have been sent by the old man, and I always have no time to go there. This time, I will go and repay the gifts, otherwise it would be in vain to receive too many gifts. It would be inappropriate to not reply once. But no matter what you want to do this time, Ning'er can't have anything to do, and you can't have something to do. Have you remembered it?"

Tian Wuniang nodded slightly, looked at Lin Ning and said, "I've remembered it, nothing will happen."

Aunt Chun smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll be relieved! You guys go and do your own thing, just leave us! This time I'm going to play, don't say goodbye with tears, which will hurt your luck."

After saying that, he pulled up two girls, Xiao Jiuniang and Ning Nannan. Surrounded by Zhuque, Dongfang Yiren, Wu Yuan and nearly twenty closest relatives, he quietly disappeared into a secret passage on the back mountain of Mozhuyuan.

After the biggest "hidden worries" were removed, Lin Ning, Tian Wuniang and Huang Honger stayed in the night for a long time. Lin Ning said to the two girls: "Let's go, let's kill the inner demon first!"

...

ps: It's about to end, Pain Kaven, I don't know if there is a second update today, sorry...

"According to the Daqi calendar, this year is 1,368 years."

"According to the Daqin calendar, this year is 1,322 years."

"According to the Great Chu calendar, this year is 1,318 years."
Chapter completed!